my heart my body my soul
three unite know my all
to time I am like a raging river gushed by a future sea
there is reverence, not irreverence, yearning, deep within me
temper yet the strangeness the dictations and rhythms of time
smile widely in the circumstances
baby girl you’ll always remain mine
there are times of course, when we are free from suffering and pain,
the dire annihilation and surrender just the same.
Fear not, youthful youngsters, fear more jealous, evil crones
the effigy is part of this circumstance
fight through medication together
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